Beneath the dimly lit fire, Mira saw a woman with soft, golden hair, a straight and gleaming nose like polished marble, a slender figure slightly taller than the princess, also holding a longsword in her hand.
At the same time, the woman also noticed something unusual behind her and asked subconsciously,
"Selena, why aren't you moving?"
Mira shuddered.
Selena?
Who was that?
With heavy confusion flooding her mind, before Mira could react, the golden-haired woman turned around with a torch in hand, her golden eyes gazing over.
Mira was momentarily dazed.
Those eyes... they were divinely captivating.
She had never seen such eyes before, yet the sensation of their gaze felt unexpectedly familiar.
It was as if God... was watching her through this woman…
When the golden-haired woman saw Mira, a trace of astonishment flashed through her eyes, and then it quickly dropped.
"Who are you?"
the golden-haired woman slowly asked.
